American Daydream

We keep going,
Don't stop running.
They keep selling,
We don't want it.
So close to it,
Almost found a way.

Two steps closer,
They keep coming.
We keep yelling,
We don't want it.

Almost fed-up,
This thing's bound to break.

Why don't you make yourself available.
Sit back, she told me that she wanted it free.
It's easy.

Oh no, in love I'm just an animal.
You said you want me, but you want me to leave,
You want me, but you want, you want me to leave.
Until the end, because:

We keep going,
Don't stop running.
They keep selling,
We don't want it.
So close to it,
Almost found a way.

And everyday they get:
Two steps closer,
They keep coming.
We keep yelling,
We don't want it.

Almost fed-up,
This thing's bound to break.

After it all, it's still repairable.
I know that I've forgotten my history.
It's easy.

Let's wave goodbye to all the terrible.
I know that there's a million things we could be,
If we could only dole it out and agree.
Until the end, because:

We keep going,
Don't stop running.
They keep selling,
We don't want it.
So close to it,
Almost found a way.

And everyday they get:
Two steps closer,
They keep coming.
We keep yelling,
We don't want it.

Almost fed-up,
This thing's bound to break.

Thought it was a holiday,
Always play and never work.
But they sell us all the bait,
The western way, I go berserk, I go.

(Go, go, go, go...)

Ensueño Americano

Seguimos yendo,
no paramos de correr
Ellos siguen vendiendo,
no lo queremos.
Tan cerca de ello,
casi encuentro una forma.

Dos pasos más cerca,
Ellos siguen viniendo.
Seguimos chillando,
No lo queremos.

Casi hartos,
Esta cosa está destinada a romperse.

Después de todo, sigue siendo reparable.
Se que he olvidado mi historia.
Es fácil.

Vamos a decirle adiós a todo lo terrible.
Se que hay un millón de cosas que podríamos ser,
Si pudiéramos tan sólo repartir y acordar.
Hasta el final, porque:

Seguimos yendo,
no paramos de correr.
Ellos siguen vendiendo,
No queremos eso.
Tan cerca de ello,
Casi encontramos una manera.

Y todos los días ellos obtienen:
Dos pasos más cerca,
Siguen viniendo.
Nosotros seguimos gritando,
no lo queremos.

Casi hartos,
Esta cosa está destinada a romperse

Pensé que era un feriado,
Siempre juego y nunca trabajo.
Pero ellos nos venden toda la carnada,
Al estilo del oeste, me vuelvo loco, me vuelvo.

(Voy, voy, voy, voy...)